Sit at the wrong table on a blind date, get married to the heir of a billionaire family

Wenwen was sitting on the small sofa in the living room at home. She had just coaxed Lele to sleep and was finally able to calm down after making a phone call.

She was exhausted from work during the day, but luckily her boss was considerate of her and allowed her to not have to work overtime every day and come home early to pick up her children and enjoy parent-child time.

Wen Wen was grateful to her brother-in-law Meng Yan from the bottom of her heart. If it weren't for his relationship, she wouldn't have met a good boss like Shen Tulong, let alone have such a good job.

According to the current social atmosphere, 99% of bosses do not want employees like her, who are housewives who have to take care of children after get off work.

What a lucky guy.

Suddenly, the door creaked open.

Zheng Hongjie came in slyly, holding something in his hand, and speaking in a flattering tone.

"...Wenwen."

Wen Wen's face turned cold and she didn't even look at him.

"Why haven't you left yet? Didn't I just say that I want to see Zhao Qingqing? No other terms!"

Zheng Hongjie was holding oranges in his hand. "When I went downstairs just now, I saw someone selling oranges on the roadside. I remembered that you used to like eating oranges the most, so I bought you two kilograms."

What’s the use of belated courtesy?

Wen Wen knew that he was full of disgust towards her now, so he would not show any affection or concern for her. He was just looking for an excuse to come back and continue the negotiations.

"No, I can make money now. If I want to eat oranges, I will buy them myself."

"Don't be so cold all the time. Let's talk it out."

Zheng Hongjie said, and took out a colorful hairpin from his pocket, and continued to show his courtesy:

"There are hairpins for sale on the roadside. I think they are very beautiful. They are also the styles you liked before."

He turned around and walked over to Wen Wen and sat down, pretending to be affectionate:

"Wife..."

"Don't! We're getting divorced, don't call me that, it sounds disgusting."

Wen Wen corrected him coldly. She didn't want to hear him call her his wife, as she thought it was the ugliest name in the world.

Zheng Hongjie smiled awkwardly, handed her the hairpin in his hand, and even wanted to help her put it on:

"We haven't divorced yet. You're still my wife... Wenwen, I have to apologize to you. We are both responsible for the outcome of this marriage."

Wen Wen was furious: "What do you mean? It's clearly your responsibility, and you want to push half of it onto me?"

Zheng Hongjie quickly said, "I know! I am definitely responsible... It's also because I have been too busy with work these years. I am under a lot of pressure."

"You cheat on your wife and find a mistress when you're stressed? You ignore your wife and kids when you're stressed? You hope your wife dies? Haha."

Zheng Hongjie knew that he was in the wrong and it would be of no benefit for him to dwell on this matter.

"Put on the hairpin quickly, it's very beautiful! This is a special gift for you."

Wenwen looked at him twice, unmoved.

Whenever he gave her a gift, no matter how cheap it was, even if it was something from a 2 yuan store, she would be happy for a long time.

But since I saw the bill he gave to his mistress, the brand-name shoes, bags and high-end accessories he gave her were worth thousands. When I looked at the cheap things he gave myself, it was really ironic and ridiculous.

"How much is this card?"

"The price is not important, I just think it is especially suitable for you."

Wen Wen sneered, "Because it's cheap, it suits me, right?"

Since returning to work, Wenwen has been dealing with fashionable female colleagues every day. She has greatly broadened her horizons and gained a better understanding of various qualities of life.

——The more she came into contact with the outside world, the more she realized how crude her former self was. She had basically lived like a beggar.

Wenwen has always been concerned about Zheng Hongjie, saving money for him and worrying about the family for him. What a joke!

Zheng Hongjie: "Don't say that! Wenwen, the gift has nothing to do with the price. You are already very cute, and wearing this hairpin makes you look several years younger."

"Save this kind of talk for your mistress."

Wen Wen crossed her arms and said, "Zheng Hongjie, is there anything else? If not, leave quickly. My parents will come back from their walk and beat you when they see you."

"It's okay. My father-in-law and mother-in-law always go out to play cards during this time. I know they won't be back for a while."

Zheng Hongjie laughed twice again:

"Wenwen, after all, we have been married for so many years, and we had real feelings for each other before. Even if we divorce, we should part ways amicably. We can still be friends when we meet in the future. I know you have always been kind."

He was completely humble today, completely lacking his previous arrogance.

"Let's not talk about Zhao Qingqing today. I have something important that I want you to help me with."

Zheng Hongjie shamelessly moved closer to her, but Wen Wen ignored him and moved away in disgust.

"Your brother-in-law Meng Yan...can you go over and say something good to me?"

"What? What did you say?"

"Wenwen, I'm begging you sincerely! I've encountered some headaches in the company. I can't explain the details to you. Doesn't your brother-in-law Meng Yan work at the Meng headquarters? He's a small leader, and he has a say in many things... Can you help him ask for help?"